Daisy
I turn around as my twin sister storms into the room. Her blue eyes are dark and she looks ticked off. Dread rushes through me and I take a step back. "Get over here, little bitch!" Dahlia snarls and walks up to me grabbing my arm. I flinch as her grip is hard and her nails big through my hoodie sleeves. "B-Beta Dahlia!" Samuel stammers and puts his hands up. "Daisy's been here the whole time! I can vouch for her." Samuel is always trying to defuse the situation, but it always has the opposite effect on Dahlia. "Oh, shut up! And that's future Luna to you, Omega trash." She snaps. I then find myself getting dragged away and I shoot Samuel a hard look. Nothing good will come from him following us. I don't want him to get in trouble either. She takes me into a bathroom and locks the door. "Listen here, useless scum." She shoves me hard against the wall. "My birthday will be this Saturday and Tristian is holding a birthday celebration for me. Don't EVEN think about crashing it. Stay in your room if you don't want to embarrass yourself. Understood?" I hesitate at what she says. Does she not remember that it's also my birthday too? Before long I'm blind with pain as Dahlia slaps me hard. I stare at her a bit dazed while she scowls. "Are you deaf or stupid?! Answer the question, your bitch! I'm going to be your future Luna and you're treating me with this much disrespect already?!" Before I can say anything in response, Dahlia slaps me hard again this time using his nails. "Now, Omega trash!" I flinch and touch my cheek as I feel something wet on it. "Y-yes... I understand." I murmur before I gasp out when she punches me hard in the stomach. I fall onto my knees and try to catch my breath. Dahlia laughs out like this is so hilarious. "That's exactly where you belong. On your knees either looking at the floor or up at me." As I look up, I see a cold smirk on her face. "Know your place. Learn it well if you want to survive in this pack." With that Dahlia spins on her heels and walks out. I pant softly and close her eyes fighting as I collect myself. This isn't the worst I've been through. It's going to be alright. "... Grit your teeth and endure... you'll be loved soon," I whisper to myself as I stand up. I wash my face and look at myself in the mirror. She clawed my cheek. I'll have two dark bruises soon as well. I don't even want to see my stomach right now. I pull myself together and step out of the bathroom. When I turn to go down the hallway, I'm face to face with Tristian Parker. I freeze up and quickly lower my eyes. "G-greetings, Alpha," I murmur and stare at his feet. Tristian says nothing and merely stands there observing me. The awkward silence starts to get to me but I'd rather be dismissed by him or just walked past than try and leave. He never hits me but others do so I've just made it into a habit. "... heh..." He lets out the faintest of laughs. "Know your place... I guess you are finally learning." He steps closer to me and soon his scent is all I can focus on. He smells clean and fresh like forest trees. Tristian is no better than anyone else as he knows what's going on and yet doesn't stop it. His indifference stabs at my heart just as much as the beatings and harsh words I receive from everyone else. "... I hate pathetic weaklings the most. However, there is a place for wolves like you." Tristian continues and I keep my eyes down. "You all cook the best meals and you keep the pack houses clean. For now, I believe everyone is grateful for." Where is he going with this? He grabs me by my chin and makes me look at him in the eye. His handsome face is enough to make me blush and feel bashful but the cool look in his eyes makes my heart sink. "However, that is all you're useful for. You won't be able to climb out of the hole you find yourself in because that is where you belong. Don't get any ideas." He lets go of my chin. "If you ever find your mate, I hope for your sake it's with someone of your rank. Otherwise, you're setting yourself up for failure and rejection." With that Tristian makes a dismissal motion with his hand and walks away. His words ring in my ears and I clench a hand over my heart. What if that happens? What's if he's right? If I get rejected, then what will I do? I won't have anything to look forward to. Rejection for a low-ranked wolf like me means I could lose my wolf forever. I'd become nothing more than a human. Tears start to burn in the corners of my eyes and I hurry off to a place I can be alone. I've found a spot out in the woods where I can get a good cry out. I hurry out making sure not to be seen and make it over to my spot. It's by the river and I can easily see the sky from my favorite sitting spot on a rock. As I sit down, I bring my knees to my chest and let out faint sobs. My fears come rushing out and I just sit there crying for a good long while. Once I finally get everything out, I wipe my face and look up at the sky. It had been sunset when I left so now it was dark. Looking up at the sky and all the stars, a small smile forms on my face. I have to cling to my hope. It's all I have at this point. I can't fail! I feel a rush of determination and nod to myself. My mate will accept me! There's no other option! I'll just have to prove to them that I'm not just plain old Daisy but a capable and sweet she-wolf!Peter~Many Years Ago~For as long as I could remember, I had always been different from the other children in the pack. When they got excited and hyper, I only grew annoyed. The more they spoke about hopes and dreams, the more I wondered why I always felt so empty.When I voiced these feelings to my parents, the only one who understood me was my father.“Don’t worry, son,” he said with a knowing gaze. “It will all become clear in the future. I was the same way—until I met your mother.”For years, I clung to those words, even though I had no idea what he meant. Being impatient wouldn’t help, and since my mother grew nervous around me after that, Father took me aside and taught me how to be ‘normal.’“It’s like playing pretend,” Father explained. “Watch what the other kids do and copy them. I’d suggest copying the Alpha’s son. You’re going to be his Beta one day, so the two of you need to get along.”At first, it felt like I was always lying—but over time, it got easier. Aiden Rivers s
Peter As I follow Samuel, my mind wanders despite my efforts to stay good. Since when have I been such a horny beast? I've only had one taste of him before... is that the issue here? I swallow hard against a lump in my throat. Most of it has to do with the fact that I never accepted his rejection. Isaac is still whispering in my ear urging me to claim our mate every chance. 'Doing so will only push him away further.' I scold Isaac but the whispers only continue. I hold back a groan. 'Please, Isaac, I get it but we can't. Not unless you want to lose him forever... You wouldn't want that, right?' Isaac stops talking and starts to whimper longingly instead. It's natural for him as he craves Victor as much as I do Samuel. Still, doing that won't help at all. It will only make me heat up even more and I need to control myself no matter what. "It's a nice day out, isn't it?" Samuel asks breaking the silence. He looks back at me and smiles, the sunlight through the trees making his gree
PeterThese past few years have been nothing short of a miracle. While nothing has changed in our relationship, at least I have one now. I have plenty of people reminding me of my past mistakes—mainly Daisy and Zoey—so I can’t exactly escape those memories, but all I can do is push forward.My longing hasn’t disappeared, though. I want Samuel more than anything, and being so close to him is both a blessing and a curse. I never knew I’d need so much self-control in my life.Luckily, Rose is usually nearby, so I never get the chance to cross that line. I wonder if Samuel does this on purpose... though I doubt he’d ever let me do anything regardless. I’m so deep in the friend zone, I sometimes wonder if I’ll ever escape it.I should be satisfied with just being by his side after everything I did to him, but I can’t help craving more. As my mind flashes back to that night of heat and lust, the desire to pin Samuel down and bend him over everything threatens to break free. Oh, how fun that
SamuelAfter dropping Rose off, I make my way to my friend's house. Surely, she’ll be able to give me the advice I need. Maybe it'll just be the usual "follow your heart" or "trust your gut," but she and her mate have hated Peter for years. I can’t blame either of them.I knock on the door, and a young girl answers. "Hello, Ebony," I say to her. She’s growing up to be a lovely young lady, though she’s still as shy as ever.Ebony waves shyly. "H-hello... Mom! It’s Sammy!"I grimace at that old nickname. She hangs around Skylar too much—he got it from his mother, who still calls me that like I’m some sort of child.As Zoey walks downstairs, drying her hair, she tilts her head. "Hello there. I assume you need to speak with Hazel? She’s in the kitchen right now. I’m hopeless in there—everything turns into burned mush." She shrugs and walks over to Ebony.I nod. "Yes, she was always the one to cook all the meals for us back in the day," I murmur as I head to the kitchen. If I hadn’t alread
SamuelMy morning routine hasn't changed much over the years. I still take my early morning jog to stay fit and strong. The only difference now is that I have two people who join me rather than being alone. I don't have a say in this arrangement, but I wouldn't have it any other way."Can't catch me, Daddy!" Rose squeaks and races off, her long carrot-top hair very noticeable in the spring green forest. Now six years old, she's becoming her own little person. I see more of her father in her every day, which I don't mind at all."Don't go too far ahead of us, Rose!" I call after her and shake my head. The man next to me chuckles, and I scowl at him. "Even if these are our woods, she can still get into trouble," I mutter. She's my pup, after all, so I'm always worried about her."She'll be fine. Don't sweat over it so much, Samuel. I'll just go and get her before she gets too far away," Peter shrugs. "I'll never let anything happen to our pup. You know me better than that."I never conf
LeahAs we kiss and discard more clothes between us, I continue to grow more and more nervous. Compared to the girls Tristian had already been with, where did I stand in his eyes? That hot and heavy look on his face answers my question but I still am very shy."Don't try and cover yourself," Tristian says making me blush. I didn't even realize I was doing such a thing. "You're beautiful, Leah. Never hide yourself from me." He kisses me again while his hands explore all over me.I giggle as I'm rather ticklish and smile shyly. "I-I'm not so sure about that but... thank you for the compliment," I murmur and kiss him back. I take this time to explore him as well.I feel his deep scars but I also feel his hard, rippling muscles. Being underneath him like this makes me realize how small I am... and how big something else will be. My face turns bright red at the thought."What's wrong?" Tristian tilts his head before grinning. "Ohh... you're having naughty thoughts now aren't you?" He kisse